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Friday, December 5, 2008

Objects May Have Shifted During Travel

No use crying over spilled milk. I'm ok with that. But spilled wine, that's a different story.

The box was in the back of my SUV. I lifted the hatch and before I could react, the whole case fell on the driveway, leaving me with a look of shock and horror. "This can't be", the voice in my head yelled as my Diamond Light from Truro Vineyards on Cape Cod smashed and bled all over my driveway.

I was able to salvage 8 of the 12 bottles. After picking up the shattered glass and and licking the driveway dry, I decided that tonight is probably a good martini night. Wahhhhhhhh!

I'm sorry Marty to write such sad posts. I will try find a more upbeat topic for the next.

Yes MLC, desperate times call for desperate measures. Thank goodness the driveway had not been salted for winter yet. If it had, tequila would have been a much better choice of things to spill.

Lyn - thank you for understanding and sharing my pain. The winery is right on the edge of Provincetown. It's small, but since you get to take in both a winery and Ptown, I think you may have a shot here at convincing Rita.

That a girl Chewy. Always looking on the bright side. I like that.

I'm starting to feel a little better now Dykewife, but I am still harboring some sadness.

~~~~Martini Cartwheels~~~~

About Me

Some people dance like no one is watching. I prefer to blog like no one is reading. Because no one probably is.
Every once in a while an irreverent post may pop up that makes fun of life and things generally regarded as serious. That's because we are not here for a long time, we a here for a good time. And because I can be a smart ass.
So let's shake things up, shall we?